running thru the coloured pages of som1 elses blog ,that common yet long forgotten urge 2 write forced itself into my barren brain....
isnt it strange how keyboards have replaced ink and pens while a 15inch LCD screen glamourizes the pale paper...
well im not here to go against the tide...at times its juz simple fun 2 get blown n flown with it...and thts wht i decide 2 do....but just for 2night.

FRIENDS -- aah the very word brings back memories,some fond ,most others screaming BE CAREFUL NEXT TIME.
its true there is a new tide ,new people are being thrown on d god-forsaken land of ma isle...
good people,beautiful people,talented people,small people,large people.
some claim they are here to help...
but when did i ask for it???
some argue that i never had to...
havent i heard that before???
BE CAREFUL...

a power-packed bird in hibernation.
an alcoholic glutton who thinks she can fool the planet.
an honest grasshopper who shaves where one shouldnt shave.
a ditto mouse who burns rubber.
a star couple starry-eyed in their star-studded stardom.
a supremely talented slide-show stopper.
an exceptional singer who talks like she has 2 board a F-16.
a lioness who wins the best gujj in d world award.
a very small,extremely chaotic but un-ignorable lemur on a mission to save the world.

did i miss anyone??
thats a stupid question ABHI, how can u not remember that you NEVER miss anyone.
not even a thought that wants to be forgiven and forgotten like various others before and after it.
you werent MADE that way!!
OR
probably you were MADE that way!!

questions and answeres have switched roles and i, as a mute audience ,am at a loss.
but havent i felt that before??

questions...questions...
when will they stop torturing me??
another question.
arrrrgggghhhhh.

people will go to any extent to make themselves noticed,accepted,appreciated,applauded.
YES,i have seen few of them,the others have seccessfully managed to powder their faces.
a megalomaniac who competes against a hawaiian guitar in the measure of hollowness.
an artist that never was.
a poet whose poems served as a source of cheap humour to the extensive population of road-terriers in heat.


but i am not here to talk about them...they are not worth talkin bout,even a flicker of a thought is a loss.

coming back to the new tide --
its too soon to judge them
they all are nice,good,fresh and all that.
but so is evryone else???
or so it seems,ALWAYZ.
so...
BE CAREFUL...

the lil one slapped one adjective on the other.
but i dont blame her.people are judgemental.thts wht makes us human.the fatal fruit burdened us with the cursed power to judge and so we use and abuse it.thats normal.thats human.

i would rather choose indifference.
i would rather choose to forget,not forgive,mind you...just forget.
an act that took years,tears and an obscene number or innocent,mutilated souls to perfect.
SORRY but i NEEDED it.

i would write,i will have to.
i dont care if a certain OSHO thinks its vomit.its my puke newyz and the lech is buried sixteen feet under or burnt into thin air.so who cares.
i would write bout those years of confusion.
i would write bout you and you and you and you and you and you too.
i would write bout you all.
i would write bout you three too.
it might not make sense,but thats the point.
its my turn 2 serve questions.
its my turn to FEED.